Amblin’ Down Ashworth
Check it out: Molly Moon's totally empty. There is absolutely nobody here but me. Unnerving. Uh oh. Somebody has dropped their soccer drills. What's the team practicing instead? In the pale early evening sky, a pale very nearly full moon appears. Thousands of powdery whitish-blue insects float ever upward. Only today - they were all born at once and they'll all be gone tomorrow. A secret stash filled with bags of dog poop. Why? What a retro classic. Doesn't that look…